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sometimes
i feel like my bones have shattered and their shards are just crunching up like eggshells inside me.
if i could take a peek insider my chest it would be bleeding and cracked up like the dirt after a drought
the blood condensed and sticky.
it hurts
it hurts so much
i want to get out
i need to get out of this place
this body
this brain
?
crunch crackle crunch crunch
my bones have crumbled and i can’t move anymore.
i grab at the flabby blubber under my ribs (for what? to hold myself together, what else)
but i can’t reach for anything
there’s only skin and bone
ugly skin and crumbled bone.
crack crumble pop
i’m on the floor now.
i could probably get up if i tried;
but i don’t (want?) to.
i never noticed how fast the earth spins
but i was forced to notice now.
the sand finds its way in every nook and cranny
my dry skin mixes with the sediment until i can’t separate sand from self
the sand is warm
it’s probably noon now
the sun is right up in the sky
...
sun
warm
sink
i’ll stay here for a while